Produced by DJ AneSTEEZia
Written and performed by Poncho, Steez and D-Shadd
Recorded at NoRefundsMusic by Danny Dune
Verse 1: Poncho
So Escalated NoRefunds on a higher level
quick Doctor Dune give me that bass and treble
that raw boom bap not over produced crap
twist seafood gods heads till their necks snap
this track is so dope consider it myringotomy
Shaddow give me that shovel, bury these crabs where the oughtta be
Ghost and Steez, lyrical knowledge committing atrocities
Poncho and D-mented on misogyny shit
in regards to your spitting... you should probably quit
single syllable rhymes, considerable crimes
it happens but at the very least, please stay on time
relevant references. S.E.P. comin with intelligence
disgusting your talents small. im like an elephant
i write off the top so effectively, ineffably
Von Davis critics bow down respectively
it makes me giggle like a little school girl
dear Topanga meet Punchos meat world
Verse 2: Steez
morbidly i dissect crab rappers audibly/ rip teeth out their fake beak and teach em how they oughtta speak/ methodically bustin ducks eyes with a sidekick/ Glimpse the Unthinkable will disable you with a fuckin' spine kick minds slip/ when we breakdown the foundation of your religion/ while Poncho is practicing words like manipulation stationed in prison enter the prism/ where gods like Dune Ghost and i dwell contorting a rhyme spell/ to wake the sleepers out their blind shell I'm sure to find hell/ and take on all the water it has to offer/ find the eight immortals and send them off to slaughter so don't bother/ coming to the studio with that whack shit Shadd will get drastic/ and tear apart your audio like the mattress/ at 535 through the back door/ where we recorded tracks like white noise across the street from that fuckin crack whore/ you get smacked for even talkin to our crew/ and believe me when i say that shit was long over fuckin due/
Verse 3: D-Shadd
Jump on verse three/ Fuck I’m thirsty/ Can’t diss Crabby/ Rappers/ minus Shadow Em-Cee/D-S-H-A-Double D/ Reppin N.A.M.E./ D-Shadd’s /Knee Pads/ Be Glad/ Lick my Chode /Eat Crabs/We’ve had/ Three cabs/ full of she-dads/ Get over my dick/ Your/ as Crip as sober chicks/ Checked in rehab/ with wads of cash/
While Dune mix/ we mash/ Well burgers/ gobbled raw/ Puked succotash/ unfurled skin-a-max/ on yer girl/ such an ass/ Believe that/
Wake and Bake/ faggot fucks/ not Wayne and Drake/ Can’t escalate/ To Shady And Dre/ Fuckin fakes/
Don’t run at the jaw/ Spit some real shit/ As a theorist/ My theory’s this/ one queery twist/ from a Thug wrist/ I'm a terrorist
I crossed a line/on homos/ You crossed rhymes/ with your gender/ They end crabbin'/ in polo/ with mallets til you surrender/ YOLO